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Latte art by Frank Schrader (Pexels)Do you ever have a blog that you really truly know you should sit down and write, but constantly find excuses not to write it? Well, this one is one of mine. First, the qualifier. I don't think my choice not to have kids invalidates anyone else's choice to have them. The manufactured "war" between mothers and non-mothers was made to divide us, in part so we don't pay enough attention to the fact that the billionaires are bleeding us dry (and patriarchy, just to say the quiet part out loud.) I think all of us deserve to find our path to happiness, and for that path not to be judged by others. Now that that's out of the way... From the time I was old enough to give it real consideration, I knew in my bones that I did not want to have kids. That feeling didn't change like the patronizing "dear, you will change your mind. Trust me." doctors and staff and even the odd relative said it would. It was always a certitude, an immovable wall of who I was that…

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